Poetry Help, what do you think about this?

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Yas

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What do you think this means?

Those clouds look like drawn-out lengths

of wool untwilled by clippers. The egrets
are poised now — moons just off the wane —
and she thinks, too, how their necks are

curved like fingernails held out for manicure.
She walks the track that’s a draft of the lake
and gazes at where light nurses the wounded

capillaries of a scribbly gum.
 
That was wonderful anyone who says it sucks should try writing there self anyway 10 out of 10 i loved it!
 
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